It’s not that I didn’t post. I actually failed. I knew I wasn’t ready. I knew I wouldn’t win. I knew I shouldn’t have done it, but I thought I could fight through it.
I can’t say I’m not still grieving. But at the same time I’m convinced that I’m almost done. This just like some other stuff I was dealing personally, is a process. I think I can identify myself getting better because of my view on life and how I see my own. In situations like these I focus on myself in sense that I am able to see improvement and change within myself for the better. This is a useful skill for me but might not be for everyone.
I wish I had written something. I didn’t even vlog because I didn’t write anything. I’m sorry. I’m sorry for my inconsistency. I am going to have a 2017 writing goals post at the end of the year as well as a reflection. I will do another “Year of Writing” that will (hopefully) go well. You know, it’s be more fun IF I HAD SOMEONE TO DO IT WITH.
I am fairly uncomfortable with sharing my writing. The style and tone changes depending on the vibes I get. It’s rarely ever the same. The thing is that I know my writing is trash (I also know that other writers feel the same way) but mine is actually trash. I still would like to share something, though. Due to my lack of writing this year, I have no proof of improvement or even made improvement. I guess that’s fine.
JOIN MY YEAR OF WRITING! It’d be fun. We can discuss our writing and stuff. We can make note of each other’s progress. I hope to one day share my work with you. I also hope that that day is soon. I think I’ll have my mom read over it first and get her honest opinion. That’d be cool.